Novel & Cerita Omniscent Reader

‎ ‎Appearing as silence. ‎ ‎Always this. ‎ ‎Never not this. ‎ ‎The light that is. ‎ ‎The love that is. ‎ ‎The being that is. ‎ ‎The silence that is. ‎ ‎The word that is. ‎ ‎The meaning that is. ‎ ‎The understanding that is. ‎ ‎Only this. ‎ ‎The book is complete. ‎ ‎Without completion. ‎ ‎The story is over. ‎ ‎Without over. ‎ ‎The reader is awake. ‎ ‎Without waking.

“Before I became your daughter.” She remembered the empty space. A presence watching. A consciousness outside creation. Not the Observer. Something beyond it. “The Observer wasn’t the highest power.” Noah nodded. “It was only a guardian.” Sophia asked: “Guardian of what?” Seraphina whispered: “The Reader.” The Difference Lucien frowned. “What’s the difference?” Noah answered: “The Observer watched the story.” He pointed toward the page. “The Reader decides which story is allowed to exist.” Silence. Sophia looked at the sentence predicting her death.

“Those are only the physical and obvious things that people can see, Atlas. Everything else that’s happened to my omega is in my head and my body where you can’t see how it affects me.” . . TBC AUTHOR’S NOTE: . Please leave gems or just one gem, if possible thank you <3

“Hear me out first.” When Soyet merely pursed his lips, Laura rubbed her forefinger and thumb, trying to compose her thoughts as fast as she could. “I remember you saying you’re an omniscient existence. By definition, it reflects a being who knows everything, so it follows that you—” “Get to the point,” he snapped, making her wince.

All of the memories I despised and keep hidden resurfaced once more like tidal waves in an endless sea. 'Do I truly despise them or am I just tricking myself into believing that?' I tried looking up at the stars but I could only think of his face. Those Sapphire-like eyes glowed majestically as if enchanting me to look deep inside. We share the same eye color but I can't get enough whenever I see them. It was addictive. His breath is on my skin whenever he speaks closer to me. I remember it as if it was only yesterday. My Omega whimpers in melancholy as she recollects everything about her Alpha.

Immediately I stood up from my chair. “I am Alpha and Omega. Nothing should scare me anymore. I will get the beast and after it, I will get the general," I replied.

“This book is written by the Ancient One, my master. He taught me some of the language used here, maybe I could give it a try.” Hearing him, the omega’s face brightened up like a brightly lit lamp. He stood by his side like an obedient disciple and held the glass of water in it. Calhoun held the book wide open in one hand, balancing the heavy book in it while with the other hand he dipped his finger in the water glass and sprinkled some of it while reading the text in his mind. As if on cue, he saw something swirl in front of him, like a cloud of smoke but it was gone before he could even look at it clearly.

We will overcome this too. “Alpha Ryan, state your name and rank before seeking the goddess’s blessing. Then place your hand on top of the divine orb,” Elder Anthony instructed, and for a moment, Ryan just stood there unmoving. Then, slowly, he placed his hands on top of the orb and I could see the slight tremble in his fingers even though his face still looked stoic as always. “I, Ryan Samuel Blackwood, Alpha of the Hawthorn pack, seek the blessing of the Moon Goddess,” he said solemnly.

His words were a promise, a declaration of unwavering faith in his daughter's abilities. From inside the carriage, Alruna smiled subtly, a quiet pride warming her heart. She felt a surge of gratitude, not just for Curtis's unwavering support of Kara, but also for the unexpected camaraderie shown by his companions. Their enthusiastic encouragement of Kara, a young omega with extraordinary ambitions, was a testament to their loyalty and respect. The scene was a small, quiet victory against the prejudice and limitations often imposed upon omegas. The unspoken understanding between them, a silent pact of support and acceptance, was a powerful thing.

The gray-coated man quietly whispered, "It remembers you." Adrian stopped. "I've never seen this book." The stranger looked into his eyes. "No." "But it has seen you." A low hum filled the island. The first page slowly turned by itself. The second page... was completely blank. Not a single word. Not a single mark. Only a tiny sentence appeared at the bottom. Place your hand here. The First Reader immediately raised his voice. "Don't." "If the book accepts you..." "...there will be no turning back."